Ace

A young American tennis player senses someone watching her while she practices, but when her stalker is revealed as singing sensation, Harry Styles, she finds herself falling for him-hard. Her life may never return to the way it was.

1. Who?

Ace. A perfect serve. The ball escaped my hand and made contact with the air above my head. My racket sliced through the chilling morning air and met the ball at the exact right moment, just as it always did in practice. The brightly colored tennis ball flew across the court at a perfect angle. With high speed it barely skidded centimeters over the net. It was reflected off the pavement millimeters away from being considered out. The two girls I was playing against stumbled for the ball but weren't even close. ace. I crossed the court to serve yet again. I lifted my racket and poised myself to repeat a mirror image of what I had done. I wanted those girls to sense a pattern-a pattern that did not exist. Again I served and again they stumbled. Ace. My doubles partner, Katrina and I swapped sides of the court. I saw the girls whispering, clearly seeing what I wanted them to; what I knew they would sense. They went to the corners of the playing field-they had clearly marked it as my target. Their gullibility amused me. It was almost comical. So I changed up my serve. This time I chose to send a ball straight down the middle. I did and neither of them returned it. Ace. One more side swap. One more serve. One more point and we win. This serve was risky. I spent hours up days upon weeks attempting perfection. No such luck. I could only wish I got lucky this time. If executed properly I would make the ball spin in a way that when it hit the court it would fall back into the net. I announced the score, then attempted the maneuver. I slammed the ball into their court and it bounced back perfectly. It was unreturnable. Ace. We won the round. We won the game. We won the match. Katrina and I chose to enjoy some celebratory ice-cream when I thought I saw something-someone-behind a tree. But no one else noticed anything so there's nothing to worry about-right?